Posts Tagged ‘parenting’

Last day of work, first day of unemployment

... with a real note, too!

...mmm.

I am counting and enjoying all the blessings in my life.  I have much more time for that now.  Here’s the link to this blog post over at my Chicago Now blog.

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04 2010

Turn Here!

Word up!

Word up!

Today’s post “Not Me in the Bee” is over at Chicago Moms Blog.  Click here to make a beeline over there to check it out!  Thanks for stopping by.

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02 2010

Turn Here!

P1010014Today’s post, “When Your Own Child is a Bad Influence!”, is over at Chicago Moms Blog.  Please click here to surf over and check it out.  Thanks!

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01 2010

Turn Here!

IMG_2227Today’s post, “Merry Christmas, Abnormal Mom” is over at Chicago Moms Blog.  Please unwrap here to check it out.  Thanks and Happy Holidays to all!!!

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12 2009

Turn Here!

UU_0239_B_0001Today’s post “Three Cheers for Cheerleading” is over at Chicago Moms Blog.  Please tumble over and check it out.  Thanks!

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12 2009

Turn Here!

Today’s post “Thank Heaven for Little Stink Bombs” is over at the Chicago Moms Blog. Please surf over and check it out!  Thanks.

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20

10 2009

A Short Story

A tiny tie!

A tiny tie!

I did a double take when I saw what Patrick Elwood was wearing today.  His 9-year-old son Marty had picked out his tie.  Not one of Pat’s ties.  His tie.  At least it wasn’t a clip-on!  No one could tell it was a child’s tie on television because he had his jacket buttoned for the newscast. Patrick is never short on love for his children.

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14

10 2009

Dinner at 4:00

Hurry, get the roast in the oven by 2:00!!!

Hurry, get the roast in the oven by 2:00!!!

Despite my extremely early bedtime due to my wacky morning schedule, I still like to cook and organize family dinners when I can.  Today, that meant racing home right after Fox Chicago News at Noon to get a roast in the oven by 2 o’clock.  While it cooks, there’s just enough time for me to write this blog, prepare the rest of the dinner, serve, eat and then drive my daughter to soccer practice.  Leftovers from the roast should help with my dinner menus for the rest of the week.  It all makes hanging out with Richard Marx seem so long ago!

My daughter is an extremely picky eater so meal planning is practically my other full-time job. She eats NO fruit (I’m a parenting failure).  But at least I can get her to eat broccoli. The kid is growing and getting taller so I’ve given up on bartering and bribing.

Of course, the biggest benefit of family meals is the conversation.  My husband is a former Presidential Scholar with an incredible grasp of history and politics.  He likes to ask the kids about their opinions on current events.  My love for words has me constantly asking them to spell some of the words that pop up during the conversation.

My daughter’s home.  In response to my blogging about our abnormal dinner hour and conversation, she says “It’s annoying.  Can’t we just eat?”

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05

10 2009

In a Fog

A whole new season = More names to remember!

A whole new season = More names to remember!

It’s Saturday, it’s early and it’s unusually foggy and cool for an early September morning. But I’m settled into my chair along a sideline to kickoff a whole new season as a soccer mom.  I’m not a good one.  Just getting to the field proves to be a challenge.  I left the house in a rush and cutoff a woman in a minivan to nab a parking spot only to learn I’m at the WRONG field!

Then I am horrible at remembering names.  I can name the leaders of Pakistan and Afghanistan and even discuss the recent political shift in Japan but I can’t name all of the girls on my daughter’s soccer team.  I reason away the guilt by assuming all the other parents probably can’t remember me or my kid either.  We are all so busy, with so much to keep track of… and hey, it’s a new team and season.

"It's cold. And where are the hair & makeup people?"

"It's cold. And where are the hair & makeup people?"

Between my son and my daughter, I’ve spent a lot of years sitting along the sidelines for all kinds of sports.  Too bad there’s no Frequent Sideline Parent program.  Can someone work on that? Maybe after the gazillionth game, you get a La-Z-Boy chair or something?

Back and forth.  Back and forth.  Kids soccer games can get rather monotonous.  But before you know it, here comes a girl flying down the field toward the goal.  She has flaming red hair. Oh, I know her – she’s one of my daughter’s closest friends. Goooooooaaaallllll!!! I even know her name.  Goooooaaaaaallllll!!!

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05

09 2009

Blogback

The keys to keep blogging...

The keys to keep blogging...

This blog is about this blog.  Its existence and readership are now permeating many facets of my life. In the Fox Chicago newsroom, quite a few co-workers tell me they’re reading this blog daily.   Even my boss approached me to say, “I love your blog!”  When we had an issue with some equipment earlier this week, a technician blurted, “Blog about that – how a lot of our stuff doesn’t work!”

Even my former co-workers are checking in.   One newscast producer-turned-executive in NYC, emails “I am very impressed with your blog.  You go, girl!”  Another wrote, “Great website.  I’ll tell the gang at 7 Lincoln Square!”  That’s the address of WABC-TV, where I worked for seven years before joining Fox Chicago.

At “Back-to-School” night, I’m caught off guard when my daughter’s math teacher tells me she loves Scrabble, too.  She had read about my Scrabble addiction on my blog.  ”How do you know about my blog?”, I asked.  ”Oh, I heard about it from ______, the English teacher.”   Soon after, a mom of a classmate tells me how much she enjoyed the post “Question Mark Died”.  Wow, people are even recalling my blog titles!

I’m touched that one of my high school classmates in California is also dropping in here regularly. She writes her own blog and it’s great to get to know her in a new way.

I made MORE work for myself with this blog!

I made MORE work for myself with this blog!

At my daughter’s cheerleading practice last night, another mom is quick to tell me, “I love your blog.” Might I write more about all the people she watches on TV?  Or how about that guy who’s no longer with the station?

I better watch what I say in here – though I can talk about the middle school history teacher. His colleagues call him “The Sage”. I love his passion for history and the way he breaks it down for middle schoolers to understand.  But he doesn’t like computers, boasting to parents, “I’m old and about to retire.”

Never mind.  He might still hear about this from the English and math teachers.

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09 2009